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went zigzag through the woods to the Star-girl. But he was a little liar; his tongue was forked and his flight was crooked. He could not tell the truth, so he said, “See what I bring you from my grandmother”.
“Tell your good grandmother, whoever she is”, said the Star-girl. “I thank her. There is little I can do further, but the Thunder-bird is my brother, and I shall beg him not to strike the one that warmed me when I was cold and gave me so many good things.”
So to this day they dispute between themselves, the Birch and the Balsam Fir, as to which is the blessed tree of ..text pokračuje
